Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

Rwiyo rworwendo. Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, Israeri ngaati,

2 Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

“Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, asi havana kundikunda.

3 Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

Varimi vakarima musana wangu vakaita miforo yavo mirefu.”

4 Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

Asi Jehovha akarurama, akandisunungura pamabote avakaipa.

5 Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

Vose vanovenga Zioni ngavadzorerwe shure nenyadzi.

6 Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

Ngavaite souswa pamusoro pedenga remba, hunooma husati hwakura;

7 Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:

mukohwi haangazadzi maoko ake nahwo, uye anounganidza haangazadzi maoko ake.

8 Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.

Vanopfuura nepo ngavarege kuti, “Maropafadzo aJehovha ngaave pamusoro pako; tinokuropafadza muzita raJehovha.”